kojaque & luka palm - spit dat out lyrics
[hook: kojaque] x2
spit dat out, spit dat out
get my name from out your mouth
b-tch don’t make me pull your chain and send the police to your spouse
spit dat out, spit dat out
i’m not here to make you proud
i won’t talk on what don’t make me money
boy you’re striking out
[verse 1: kojaque]
talking funny, what about?
i’m a king out in the south
and the north’s been f-ckin’ with me since my mammy pushed me out
tryna make a pretty penny
with a pen up in the bookies
bet i’ll make a milly quicker writing
hate me? oh you f-cked me
that’s relentless
and i meant it when i said the city’s buzzin’
somebody [?] and started kicking out my cousins
catching cases, kicking off
i want whatever’s in your cupboard
take a digger to the dáil
and let the family f-ckin’ govern
lord above us
at least i split it with my brothers
you should pay me what you owe me ‘fore i sn-tch you from your covers
boogie man [?] in a black sazuki coming for your mother
make her tell me what i wanna hear
then tell her that i love her
[hook: kojaque & luka palm] x2
spit dat out, spit dat out (spit dat, ay)
(spit dat, out)
(spit dat) …send the police to your spouse
spit dat out, spit dat out
i’m not here to make you proud
i won’t talk on what don’t make me money
boy you’re striking out
[verse 2: luka palm]
(ay)
out in paris for a day
i don’t know what day it is, ay
karats on my chain
baby wanna link, ay
henny got us waved
she say she don’t like to swim but
she came with a drip, yeah
100k plays came straight from your chick, ay
i don’t got no whip (no?)
pull up in a beyblade, take you for a spin
boy acting too sweet, i might have to break his chin
mayday mayday, call the medic
girl your man ain’t faking sick, ay
luka stay with the energy
100s on me, centipede
got many money, many enemies
but the gang glow up like a led
with a alligator on a sweater-vest
that’s lacoste and the denim jeans
and the whole crew smoking h-lla weed
so how you gon’ half threaten me?
(how you gon’ half threaten me?)
[hook: kojaque] x2
spit dat out, spit dat out
get my name from out your mouth
b-tch don’t make me pull your chain and send the police to your spouse
spit dat out, spit dat out
i’m not here to make you proud
i won’t talk on what don’t make me money
boy you’re striking out
[outro: luka palm]
(spit dat, ay)
(spit dat, out)
(spit dat, ay)
(spit dat, out)
(spit dat, ay)
(spit dat, out)
(spit dat, ay)
(spit dat, out)
(yeah)
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